The Time Dao's Super Taoization is indeed as difficult as ascending to the heavens.
Even Bazhun'an is unaware of what Xu Xiaoshou is experiencing right now, but he has boasted grandly, a promise as firm as a cauldron, unyielding.
"Xu Xiaoshou does not awaken, I shall not leave the Pavilion."
"If Xu Xiaoshou were truly in trouble, I would probe the river of time with my sword; even the Ten Ancestors could not stop me."
Bazhun'an rotates the wine cup in his hand, hints of alcohol pervading his words.
To say he's not nervous would be false.
But to say that not even Xu Xiaoshou could be protected and saved, he does not think so.
Among the cultivators in the world, the strongest merely become Gods and Ancestors, opening the Mystical Gate with the sword, and can aspire to this state.
Yet now, he cannot see, nor perceive clearly.
After opening the Mystical Gate with the sword, everything must come to light.
